Personal Narrative-Belly In High School
I take a seat in my normal spot, at the end of a table in the corner of the cafeteria. Today, one of the fluorescent lights above me is flickering; I sigh heavily in annoyance. I push the cafeteria chili around my plate with the plastic fork. A blond haired girl with a blue flowered headband shrieks and laughs, “Do you remember the time I asked for a milkshake and the waitress brought me an ice cream cone!?” All the girls at her table, wearing the same flower headband in a different color start hysterically laughing. I can’t help but frown. They sound like a bunch of seagulls and have the over exaggerated facial features of a child’s puppet. I see my English teacher, Ms. Jones, walk in the cafeteria eating a sandwich. I accidentally
Isolation Depicted In Speak By Laurie Halse Anderson
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Personal Narrative: Camels Hump Middle School
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Nevah's Profession: A Short Story
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Goldie Monologue
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Personal Narrative: My Transition From Middle School To High School
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Personal Narrative: High School Lunch
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Personal Narrative: My Freshman Year Of High School
524 Words | 3 PagesDuring my freshman year of high school I struggled in many areas of my life including personal, social, and academic. I was in an emotionally abusive relationship, struggling with my self-esteem, and fighting to keep my grades above c 's. Since then I have grown, learned from my experiences and it can all be seen through my transcripts and the friend group I now surround myself with. I came into high school with a boyfriend who I had dated on and off throughout middle school. He was the kind of boy who did not understand the concept of how to treat people, and being so young I did not fully understand the way he was treating me. My parents were not his biggest fans because I often came home upset because of the things he said to me, and the way he treated me.
My Experience In High School-Personal Narrative
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Cheez It Box Monologue
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Creative Writing: The Handmaid's Tale
1131 Words | 5 PagesShe diverted the attention to herself and created commotion across the entire cafeteria. Some were laughing at her boldness others were sending icy glares. Amongst the giggling mass was our table. "Oh, my freaking gosh Lydia. Sit."
Personal Narrative: My Lunches In High School
612 Words | 3 PagesWhen I was growing up, my mom had the habit of packing me leftovers from dinner the night before, usually vegetables simmered in a masala sauce with some rice. While delicious, the aroma had the tendency to drift across our small lunchroom and pierce the noses of anyone who dared sit next to me. It stank of something foreign and unfamiliar, something to be avoided. My lunches transformed me into a pariah; no one wanted to sit next to the girl with the smelly food and the funny-sounding name. Because I was the only brown girl in the whole class, ignoring my peers was about as much of an option as was standing up to them.
Personal Narrative: My Life In Middle School
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Personal Narrative Fiction
427 Words | 2 PagesI turned in my seat and ate my sandwich as Vanessa braided my hair in a fishtail. I’m pretty sure that during the entire lunch period, about thirty people teased me, saying, ‘Skeleton girl!’ , or ‘Where’s your flesh?’ I’m officially positive that I hate people. * * * I swung my red backpack over my shoulder as I walked down the never-ending hallway to Mr. Smith’s office.
Personal Narrative: My Seventh Year In High School
727 Words | 3 PagesJunior High years were pretty… interesting to say the least. Seventh grade was my first year in the high school. Yes, I was pretty nervous going into a school with kids who were much, much older than me. I knew I wasn’t the only one nervous. That kind of helped my brain chill out a bit.
Personal Narrative: The First Day Of High School
775 Words | 4 PagesLunchtime surprisingly came faster than expected, but she had no idea where to sit in this gigantic cafeteria. She scanned the cafeteria trying to find an empty table, but was unsuccessful. She escaped from the noisy ambiance of the cafeteria to the hallways on the first floor. She didn’t have any place else to sit, so she decided to settle on the ground.
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